White April Monday
04.07.2003Snow on my birthday. A sudden overnight winter storm blanketed the cityscape. I woke to see white on the ground outside, white hairs in the mirror. Twenty-eight years old.
My mom called last night. She's a bit worried about the war. She's always been a worrier. And spending much of her life in Evangelical churches probably didn't help much. I tried convincing her that the much-awaited Apocalypse is indeed not coming. Well, not anytime soon at least (here's why).
Sam called - from his vacation in San Francisco. He's attending a conference, then staying an extra week to check out California. The whole fam's getting together at Easter to celebrate everyone's birthdays. My niece and dad share a birthday in three days. Andy also called - from Nashville. He'd better come back w/ some cowboy boots.
If you missed my birthday, don't worry. I don't make a big deal of it. After all, it just celebrates the fact that I was born. Nothing special there. Mom did all the work that day.
Posted by Miguel at 04:10 PM
Comments
I wasn't sure was it today or tomorrow, turns out it is today ... Happy Birthday!
Posted by: Melli at April 7, 2003 09:29 PM
"The Apocalyse? The world is not ending soon. Not until I say so,anyway."
God
PS: happy belated birthday. Been busy chasing after Nostradamus copycats.
Posted by: Stephanie at April 8, 2003 03:57 AM
happy snowy white birthday. hope you got to eat some cake.
Posted by: vanessa at April 8, 2003 08:38 AM
Very happy birthday from tomorrow. I hope to be much like you when I grow up.
Posted by: bil at April 8, 2003 08:54 AM